My Romance Simulation with Them

Poor people don't deserve to have wives and daughters.

"Let's put this thought aside for now and focus on getting better."

Nanxiang found some cold medicine, swallowed it with water, and lay back down on the bed.

Thanks to the effects of the medication, he quickly fell back asleep.

He fell asleep in Nanxiang.

Ocha High School.

"Ashi was absent because of a cold?"

Listening to the explanation from his classmate from Nanxiang.

Goto Ichiri's mouth dropped open.

Originally, she wanted to talk to Nango Toki about the strange behavior that Ichiji Nijika and Kita Ikuyo had been exhibiting recently.

Unexpectedly, they still hadn't found the other person...

The other party was already absent due to illness?

Chapter 221. Ijichi Nijika's Melancholy (4100 words)

Recently, Nijika Iji, the leader of the band "Ending," and Ikuyo Kita, the band's leader of "Yokaku," have been acting strangely.

Even Goto Ichiri noticed this.

Ichi Nijika still maintains her gentle demeanor towards others.

But lately, I get a little distracted whenever I hear the name Nango Toki.

Several times, they even served the wrong drinks to the guests.

This made Ichika, the older sister, somewhat worried.

The store manager, who was tough on the outside but soft on the inside, even specially adjusted Ichiji Nijika's schedule so that she could have more time to rest.

If it's true that Ichika Ichiro still needs to be given special attention by Ichiri Goto...

Then Kita Ikuyo's performance on the other side can be described as quite obvious.

Recently, Goto Ichiri wanted to discuss the issue of Nango Toki with Kita Ikuyo.

But almost every time Kita Ikuyo opens her mouth, she's already having a great conversation with him.

The next second, he stammered and said he had something to do, making an excuse to leave.

"That reaction...that reaction..."

Goto Ichiri felt increasingly uneasy.

Could it really be like what I dreamed about before?

Not just me... but also Ryo... Nijika-chan... Kita-san... together...?

Although, that's pretty good too.

But...

Goto Ichiri was a bit lost.

She was never one to have her own opinions to begin with, and when she suddenly encountered this kind of situation, she was even more at a loss as to how to handle it.

Therefore, having no other choice, she thought of consulting with Nanxiang.

but--

"I never expected you to get sick... Toki..."

Lying on his desk, Goto Ichiri unconsciously scratched at the smooth surface with his fingers, a sense of unease rising in his heart.

She knew about Nanxiang's physical condition.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be such a simple cold.

but--

"The temperature has dropped recently... which is exactly the peak season for colds."

I'm so worried...

Ah Shi...

I wonder how she is now... Is she hungry?

Goto Ichiri's head bounced back and forth on the small desk.

Her long pink hair was also messed up by this action.

Decided.

It was as if they had made up their minds.

She looked up and clenched her little fist: "Let's go visit the sick!"

That's right!

Go see Ah Shi!

But before that—

Goto Ichiri took his cell phone out of the desk drawer.

Click on lien.

Slide your finger down.

Soon, a Line chat group named 'End! End!' popped up in my view.

[He's probably dead: @Everyone, um... Ah Shi seems to be sick... I was thinking of going to his house today to check on him... so I probably won't be able to attend band practice today.]

[Probably dead: I'm so sorry! (The image shows a pink-haired girl bowing deeply)]

"This... this should be fine, right?"

The first time I tagged all the members in the group chat after the band ended.

Goto Ichiri was a little nervous.

What made her even more nervous was...

Her message had only been sent for two seconds when the previously quiet group chat suddenly erupted into a frenzy, like a kettle being heated.

[The Lonely Bass Player: Sick? When?]

[The aloof bassist: I'll go too.]

[The aloof bassist: Little Lonely One, remember to buy some treats, I want some too. (Image is a thank you emoji)]

Goto Ichiri was stunned.

She was about to reply when she saw the message.

But the next second, a message popped up below.

[Eek! Be the most cheerful person (Kita Ikuyo): Huh? Nango-san is sick? Is he alright? Is it serious? Did Ichiri-chan ask? What's the situation?]

"Aaaaaah..."

Goto Ichiri's cherry-pink lips parted slightly, uttering flustered syllables.

Kita Ikuyo's characters are too numerous and too fast.

She had just finished reading it and was about to reply a second later—

[Oops! Be the most cheerful person: My friends and I are buying things at the convenience store, and I really don't have a free hand. Sorry, I'll tell you when I get back to class.]

Teng... Teng can't make a move?

Kita-san, your typing speed is already many times faster than mine, even when you're too busy to use your hands...

Is this the speed at which social media experts reply to messages?

Goto Ichiri, who suffers from chronic social anxiety, greatly envies this ability to type out a long string of characters even with one hand.

and...

"No one was saying anything just now."

Goto Ichiri stared blankly at his phone screen.

Just now, the group chat was still silent, with no activity in sight. 'It's over! It's over!'

It turned out that she had only mentioned Nanxiang at first.

A number of people popped up in the chat group.

It's like Nanxiang Shi is a catalyst for some special ingredient.

but...

That's fine too.

Everyone went to see Ah Shi... so there was no need for one person to go alone... and it wasn't so awkward.

She pondered this.

Then I saw another avatar pop up at the very bottom.

That's a picture of a blond guy with a triangular ahoge (a small, tuft of hair on his head).

[Want to Embark on the Path to the Stars (Ichiji Nijika): Little Lonely, have you inquired about the specifics? Is Nango-san alright? Don't rush, just type it out slowly.]

"Rainbow Summer-chan—"

Looking at these overly kind and gentle words of concern.

Goto Ichiri was moved.

really.

If we're talking about gentleness, Ijichi Nijika definitely holds the top spot in the band, a position no one can challenge.

He took a small breath.